#crosshair and hunter

[131-vr]

drawings, I was Bored

[disastertriowriting]

*the Squad cleaning up* Wrecker: Pick up the nearest piece of trash and throw it away. Crosshair, to Hunter: Aight, which bin do you wanna go in—

[gt13tbbart]

This is an older piece but it's what I hoped for in season 2, fingers crossed for season 3. They need a heartfelt reunion.

[ahsomega]

I still can’t get over this.

In my opinion. Crosshair never had closure with the Bad Batch leaving him. To him, they are as good as dead bc he believes he will never see them again. Plus he doesn’t know day to day if they survived.

When Mayday came along, he surly reminded Crosshair of Hunter. So much I believe that it is (one of the many) reasons he saved him. When Crosshair was carrying Mayday, he was carrying Hunter also. When Mayday died in his arms, Hunter did also.

[ninjadeathblade]

Compliance (a Bad Batch fic): Chapter 5

Summary: This series of chapters is going to be about how Wrecker got his scar. Totally based off of a brief line in @just-here-with-my-thoughts' Test Subject series.

Warnings: Implied that Hunter got drunk, a little bit of swearing

Word count: 1,077

Beginning / Previous

Author Notes: This was originally going to be shorter but I got carried away. Have chapter 5! Enjoy!

Hunter arrived back to the barracks the next day, a foul air hanging around him. No one knew where he'd gone and they didn't want to ask. His hair was a mess when he dragged his bandana out of it and dropped into his bunk. He fell asleep shortly afterwards, soft snores filling the room. In the time he'd been gone, the Kaminoans had got a new monitor installed in their room. Maker knew they would never be left alone.

"Where did you go, eh? You're meant to be setting an example for us but you must've gotten wasted," Crosshair sniggered as he pulled a blanket over his oldest brother. "Did you go to 79's? You promised to wait til we could all go together between missions, you idiot."

"Crosshair," Tech called his name, wide-eyed as he stared at his datapad. Crosshair moved across the room, leaning over his brother's shoulder to look at whatever he had found. "If this is correct then they will be allowing Wrecker back to the barracks tomorrow. However, if there is no improvement to his condition within the next few days then they will have no choice but to decommission him." Crosshair swallowed.

I knew it.

He'll be decommissioned.

…

No.

He won't.

I won't let them.

I'm not going to lose him.

"We're not losing him," Crosshair said through gritted teeth.

"I know," Tech responded and Crosshair did a double take.

"What?"

"Well, none of us would be happy if that happened. We'd all miss him terribly and not be able to efficiently function without his skills," Tech stated factually, smirking as he continued. "And you would become even more insufferable than usual." Crosshair playfully punched his brother's shoulder.

"You're kriffing annoying, you know that?"

"Hm. Perhaps."

"Tech you little shi-"

"Quit it," Hunter grumbled from his bunk before pulling his pillow over his head. Tech chuckled before going quiet, flashing Crosshair a small smile before finding something to tinker with. Crosshair went over to Hunter's bunk, clambering into it beside him. "Go away Cross."

"Nah. You've given yourself a headache with whatever happened the other night. I know our heartbeats calm you down," Crosshair replied, curling his larger form around his brother. Hunter mumbled something before going quiet as well and Crosshair revelled in the peace of it all. It was never like this, whether they had missions or not. Clearly there was a slight leeway with one of them being threatened with decommissioning.

It won't last.

The thought came unbidden to Crosshair, resulting in tears that smarted in his eyes. He sniffed before burying his face in his brother's hair. He wished it would last. Even just for a day or two.

After Hunter fell asleep again, Crosshair peeled himself away from his brother, picking up his training rifle and heading towards the shooting range in Tipoca City. It was calming, doing something he knew, something he could do; flawlessly at that. His shooting skills had been drilled into him as soon as he could lift a rifle, always knowing he had to be the best. Be the best, or be dead. Those were his two options from day one of training. As Crosshair barged through the doors to the shooting range, the regs inside turned to face him. Most were in their last year of being cadets, similar to him. However there was a group of younger cadets with a Kaminoan, watching with their usual serene gracefulness.

"CT-9904, perfect timing. It appears that none of these cadets can handle a blaster as well as you. Would you care to show off some of your enhanced skills?" Crosshair clenched his free hand into a fist, nodding curtly to the Kaminoan. They didn't mean what they said. What they meant was 'hey loser, you suck and so do these guys, so can you show off your skills you wouldn't have if you were like them so they can feel inadequate?'.

"Why's his hair that colour?" One of the young cadets whispered to his friend, who shrugged and looked disdainfully at Crosshair. Crosshair's gut twisted as he absentmindedly lifted a hand to skim through his cort, silver hair. Wrecker had reassured him a lot about it when they were younger and had to stick up for themselves.

"Ya know, they're just jealous. They all look like one 'nother but you're special," 9903 had said, plopping down to sit beside 9904 on the stack of crates. It was often, in those earlier years, for 9904 to sneak away and watch ships landing and taking off from the capital. "They would kill to have your hair."

"I'm surprised they haven't already."

"C'mon, 04, you know I wouldn't let 'em! I'd wreck their faces! And you could train your crosshair over them!"

"Sure 03."

Crosshair watched as the Kaminoan simulated a terrain; watchtowers, barricades and slopes all levelling from the floor panels in the training area. The older regs scowled at him, clearly displeased to have their training interrupted. Once the room stopped moving, Crosshair climbed one of the towers, positioning his rifle as he crouched. He took the scope Tech had made him out of the pocket of his blacks, attaching it to the rifle before peering down it. Droids popped up around the room, being elevated from the floor below where they were stored.

No slip ups.

Not today.

Not-

…

Not again.

Crosshair began taking out the droids seconds after they began to move. Their metal frames thudded to the floor after each of the bolts hit them. In normal circumstances, he'd be using training bolts.

But then again, he wasn't normal.

Crosshair panicked as his rifle jammed, immediately scaling his way down the tower and wrestling a training blaster off one of the older regs. He spun around, deftly shooting the last couple of bots with training bolts. And, on a whim that it might look cool, blew away the small amount of smoke around the end of the blaster.

"Thank you CT-9904. Please collect your rifle and leave the premises," the Kaminoan said, deadpan as ever. Crosshair chucked the training blaster back to the reg before retrieving his rifle and heading back to the barracks. He didn't feel like hanging around any longer, not with all those regs staring.

One day, they'll report to me as their commanding officer.

Crosshair shook away the thought.

That implies me living long enough.

And leaving my brothers.

I'd never leave them.

[fanfictasia]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars: The Bad Batch (Cartoon) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Hunter & Omega (Star Wars: The Bad Batch), CT-9904 | Crosshair & Clone Trooper Hunter, Hunter & Wrecker (Star Wars: The Bad Batch), Crosshair & CT-21-0408 | CT-1409 | Echo & Hunter & Omega & Wrecker (Star Wars: The Bad Batch) Characters: Clone Trooper Hunter (Star Wars), Clone Trooper Tech (Star Wars), Clone Trooper Wrecker (Star Wars), CT-9904 | Crosshair, CT-21-0408 | CT-1409 | Echo, Omega (Star Wars: The Bad Batch) Additional Tags: Hunter Needs A Hug (Star Wars: The Bad Batch), Everyone Needs A Hug, Who doesn’t want to throw their older brother at a tree though, Clone Trooper Tech Lives (Star Wars), Sibling drama, POV Hunter (Star Wars: The Bad Batch), Pabu Island (Star Wars), Angst, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Family, Friendship, Ambiguous/Open Ending, Bad Batch Season 3 Predictions, Imperial Tech (Star Wars: The Bad Batch)

Summary:

Hunter thought finding Omega would be the end of fighting. That they could finally choose to live the lives they’ve wanted for so long. Until the Empire shows up on Pabu, ending their short stay, and something surfaces that will change their lives forever.

Read on:

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/14314238/1/The-Morning-When-It-s-Clear

https://www.wattpad.com/1410751418-the-bad-batch-one-shot-collection-the-morning-when

[iiidunno]

Nyooom

[icariusdexx]

This took me four hours to make despite it not looking like that. . .how much I have hate-love relationship when it comes to angsty brotherhood relationships. . .💔

[mroddmod]

one of the very few to show the batch kindness back on kamino

[zaana]

On the last Bad Batch eve, thank you from the bottom of my heart to the creators, the fandom, and the wonderful people i've met ❣️ TBB and these characters mean more to me than i could ever put into words, and they will stay a part of me forever

[clonesuperiority]

I'm not sure if it's canon that hunters face tattoo continues further down, but I came across @lornaka s take on hunters tattoos and really wanted to give it a try myself :3

[131-vr]

After the episode with Mayday, I just think Crosshair can't stand the cold.

The hat and scarf are a gift from Omega.

[disastertriowriting]

"I love him more than anything he could ever do wrong." ~Maarva Andor Season 1

[eso-terrors]

my official apology for that sad hunter art, his siblings love him ok

[probadbatch]

"Which of our insane siblings is responsible for this nightmare"

[timetodiverge]

Excuse me sir, that's my Emotional Support vicious lurca hound

....soooo Batcher is fully Crosshair's puppy now, yes???

-spending the morning at the beach with him instead of Omega -sitting next to him at the table -staying near him while everyone was yelling -squaring off against the wyrm ("YEAH YOU BETTER RUN!!"), then going right to Crosshair to check in, then STAYING THERE while Crosshair has his moment with Hunter